Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

“Alright, Dad.”

Steve didn’t know what to say for a moment. His son, who had died over six years ago, had suddenly returned. He should be happy.

But Holden had passed away, Grandma Edith had been sent away, his wife was still in hospital, and the bond between his two sons was now strained.

Steve felt like he’d aged several years in an instant.

He didn’t know how to communicate with his eldest son, let alone how to make up for everything he’d been through.

He was even more at a loss about how to persuade his younger son to let go.

At this point, Ian had already stepped out of the building of the Raymond family. After getting into the car, he grabbed a towel from the side and started wiping the water stains on his clothes.

Jeff, sitting in the front, saw that Ian’s expression was off but didn’t dare to ask anything.

Ian didn’t go to the Raymond Corporation either but went to Greenfield Gardens instead, thinking Maja was still there.

But when he arrived, he found out that Maja wasn’t there. The servant said she had gone to the office.

He remembered that the issue with Shawn was still brewing online and Maja had been busy lately.

But he really wanted to see her, especially after being hit by a teacup thrown by Steve. He desperately wanted to see Maja.

He sat on the sofa in Greenfield Gardens, lost in thought.

an hour, a senior executive from the Raymond Corporation sent him a

Eric comes to

15% of the shares, was technically a senior

and started sending messages

texted something, then slowly

revising it until it finally

to see

The private investigator she’d hired had taken quite a few photos, and she had also had someone investigate the parents of

given a check and

found that the husband had been keeping a mistress and they had a

the desk. When her phone buzzed,

in the office. You can come over. Later, I

settled Ian’s

the moment Eric had shown up

he had realized his standing in

Eric appeared,

in Eric’s absence would

Maja saw it

headed to Maja’s

expected him to arrive

into a suit, but the wound on his forehead was still

just a trickle of blood, Maja

“What happened?”